Freddie's got the dirt on   Everybody on the street   Don't know how he does it   But it isn't too discreet   Everybody says   It always winds up being true   He's got somethin' on everyone   Maybe even you!      Freddie know-oh yeah   Freddie goes-"Oh yeah,   I got the 411 in my head!"   That's what Freddie said      One night Freddie's goin' home   He's had a long, long day   When he see big Eddie   Runnin' out the alleyway   Freddie looks at the shadow   Of a body with a shrug   There's Slapsie layin' deader   Then an ugly fire plug      Freddie know-oh yeah   Freddie goes-"Oh yeah!"   I'll get the 411 to the feds!"   That's what Freddie said      [Talk:]   Personally i don't think that   Was such a wise move on freddie's part   If you see what i'm sayin'      Freddie now has the biggest news   He's ever had   But Eddie knows that Freddie knows   And man, you knows, thats's bad!   'cause next night   Freddie's walking home   Just like he did before   Badda-boom! badda-bang!   Badda-bing!   He won't be blabbin' anymore!      See Eddie said-"oh yeah!   Freddie's dead!-oh yeah   No more the 411 in his head   That's 'cause Freddie's dead      Now you know the skinny   All about the scuttlebutt   And the moral of this story is   To keep your big mouth shutt!      Cause Freddie said-"oh yeah!"   Now Freddie's dead!-oh yeah   I'll keep the 411 in my head!"   That's what Freddie should'a said